Sheng Li's eyeballs moved and he gradually opened his eyes. He found himself in his chamber and tilted his head. "Lili," he whispered and a tiny smile formed on his lips.
He tried to sit up but felt severe pain on his chest.
"Don't get up. Stay on the bed," Ying Lili told him. Sheng Li understood that she was upset with him.
"Forgive me. I always make you worry," Sheng Li apologized to her. "Don't be angry with me," he urged her.
"I am not," Ying Lili said and filled the water glass. She placed her arm under his head and lifted him slightly, "Drink it." Sheng Li opened his lips and the silver glass' surface touched his lips. He took the first sip and found it was bitter.
